Today is my birthday.
My 27th birthday to be exact. Although I somehow convinced myself that I was actually turning 26 and commented to Steve that 26 was very much nearing my late twenties. I was quite upset when he broke it to me that actually, I was already 26 and would be turning 27 which is most certainly late twenties.
Right now I am quite sad, yes, it is my birthday (which should really be a public holiday by now, I mean, I have only ever had one rainy birthday in my life and even then it was one of those tropical balmy thunderstormy days, therefore, with practical guaranteed sunshine, everyone would love the day off), but I am at work.
And my lovely little fish Barry (who I have had for five years) died.
But I do get champagne and fondue for dinner (yep, a dish made entirely with cheese, wine and bread - can you tell that I deliberately choose completely bad for me food for my birthday).
And I did take myself out for lunch today, and had a white wine spritzer so now feel all naughty at my desk.
So, many happy returns to MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! And you should all have cake and wine for tea in celebration xxx
1 comment:
Damn, I missed the cake pass (probably just as well). Happy Birthday for yesterday - hope it was all wonderful (bar the sad demise of Barry).
Px
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